"Mom! Ok… I'm getting out now!" Seeing that the blood was flowing out, Shen Qingkong wanted to screen with fears. But she was afraid that her mother might be hurt due to her discomposure.

Shen Qingkong left from the inpatient ward with repeated turn-backs. She walked very slowly and expected that her mother might tell her to stay. But her mother closed the door in front of her, with no trace of retaining.

Shen Qingkong shuttled among busy people in a stupefied way after leaving from the hospital.

Seeing their smile and hearing their laughter, she shed tears again.

Her dad was dead.

Her mom asked her to get out.

She had no home any more.

Her expected marriage was a joke.

With emotional flooding, Shen Qingkong squatted by the road and cried loudly.

Seeing such s pity girl, pa.s.sengers called the police for her, and asked if she needed any help.

Shen Qingkong kept shaking her head. No, she needed no help from anyone. No one could help her.

Shen Qingkong struggled to leave, but her eyes darkened before she stepped out.

She fainted.

Receiving the call, Mu Linxuan rushed to the police station in a hurry.

After physical examination, the accompanying doctor said, "Mrs. Mu is in poor health, and her baby is influenced. She needs to rest quietly to recuperate, without any emotional blow."

Standing next to the bed, Mu Linxuan nodded, and started at Shen Qingkong in a coma.

She curled up, with her arms circled together, as if she wanted to hide herself away. She got thinner lately, and her face was as small as a palm. With a pale look, she seemed very embarra.s.sed with hair disheveled. She kept shedding tear even though she was asleep.

Her weak look made him moved, and he could not help being softhearted to her.

With a sign, Mu Linxuan wiped her tears, and lifted her up carefully.

A trace of light showed in the horizon far away.

Shen Qingkong walked into the guest room quietly with bared feet. Yu Youyou stayed overnight here.

12 years older than Shen Qingkong, Yu Youyou was not particularly beautiful, and was not as fresh and tender as that of a young girl of 18 years old. But she was still a charming woman making men enamored.

Shen Qingkong started at her straightly.

She was in a deep slumber for three days, and Yu Youyou accompanied with her for three days, too.

She always heard apologies from this woman in coma.

Yu Youyou said: "I'm so sorry, Qing. I didn't mean to tell the truth. I inadvertently blurt out due to joys for I have waited for the opportunity to be a mother for years."

You Youyou also said: "I'm sorry about the death of your father. I'd like to pay any price for your forgiveness."

Liar!

You crafty liar with many lies!

No one would believe your wretched lies!

Shen Qingkong walked to the bed slowly. This woman made her father die. He could not close his eyes until death.

She was full of roars of hate. She would never let off Yu Youyou. She would surely make her pay off the debt of blood!

She held a dagger, and pierced it to the chest of Yu Youyou severely. She lost her head due to increasingly grown hate. She was full of craziness with flames of fury in her eyes.

"Go to h.e.l.l, Yu Youyou!"

Shen Qingkong did not kill Yu Youyou finally. Yu Youyou was turning over exactly, hiding the death-blow. The dagger was pierced into her shoulder.

"Ah, ah, ah!!" Yu Youyou screamed loudly, and struggled to run away.

Shen Qingkong almost lost her marbles, and rushed at her fiercely. A life for a life! She would never let off the murderer who killed her dad!